When one man met another man. One icy heart melts; and a lifeless one beats for the first time. Predestined to be at the right time, at the right place with the right person.
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Dayu walked out of the apartment, at 6am, even though he only would start class at 8am, because he wanted to avoid a certain person from doing something as outrageous as sending him to the university.
He arrived at the street and looked around. He knew it's early but still one can never be too careful.
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"What's this?" Dayu blinked when he saw the whole restaurant floor empty, with only one table set up, complete with candle light.
"Happy anniversary, honey." Qing leaned closer, planting a kiss on Dayu's head, before pulling Dayu's hand on the table.
Dayu turned bright red, from head to toe, because although they were the only costumers in the restaurant, they weren't actually alone. There were three other person in the room, bowing at them at the open kitchen area.
"First..What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dayu hissed, "second, what anniversary?" They only met two weeks ago. What anniversary was this incorrigible man talking about?
"First..We're lovers," though we haven't done anything more than kissing since you decided to let me be your boyfriend, Qing added silently, "and this is what lovers do, kissing and holding hands, among other things..." Qing muttered the last words under his breath, "and this is Rico Maseroli, the chef; and Miss Shan and Mr Yu, the servers."
